Stupid people

Thankfully, this is not someone I know or someone hiring our firm.

Makes me wonder what next in terms of ridiculous ways to try and make a buck.

This is an actual lawsuit:

A New York City woman has filed a $10 million federal lawsuit because she wasn't allowed to bring her dog on the subway. Estelle Stamm, 65, says that "Wargas," a 120-pound livestock guard dog, should be considered a "service animal" under the Americans With Disabilities Act, because without him she suffers panic attacks. City lawyers, however, cite web postings in which Stamm writes fondly of a previous dog's "tremendous killing power" and the way "the seas of people part before us" on crowded subways.

I can see the evolution of stupid lawsuits such as this one. Perhaps in the near future, we can allow a dog to get you a table at that restaurant, which won't take reservations less than three months away? I mean a 120 lb dog could be intimidating right?

Plastic surgery

I have often contemplated the idea of plastic surgery. Not to increase my stature mind you, although as stated in the past it would be great for me in court to have that advantage.

No...I always liked the idea of having bigger lips, smaller feet, stronger forehead and less bulbish nose. Daisy of course, loves me just the way I am (so she says). And now with getting older, signs of aging of the face such as jowls, wrinkly neck, sagging cheeks and lines in the forehead. Well actually, I have sorta looked like this from birth. BUT, there's no time like now for a change, right?

I don't know any male gnomes who have had plastic surgery, do you? I know a couple of female gnomes who had breast augmentation, but being under 2 feet tall....it sort of makes walking and standing upright a challenge.

Anyways, I started looking at male plastic surgery and found out about surgery for men. It appears that for men, common sites for liposuction include under the chin and around the waist, and in the reduction of enlarged male breasts, a condition known as gynecomastia. That is scary, sounds like a venereal disease.

Maybe I should just look into a little botox instead?

Vegetarian gnomes

Don't know many gnomes who are meat eaters, it would be pretty un-gnome like. I may eat BBQ'd gopher once in awhile, but that's it!

Most of us enjoy the "fruits" of our midnight labor. I am enjoying a sorbet I made on my own, it's a cross between green beans and lima beans with some chocolate chips thrown in; it has a sort of gritty texture....but man is it tasty!

Waiting for the kids I think are mine to come over to my hole (I know; I know the whole DNA test thing, but I prefer to believe they are the other fruits of my labor)... not sure what we'll be doing today, maybe get a pedicure, go visit grandma at the old gnome home or play around with some HOs (gotta teach em' young, ya know?)

Daisy and my kids don't get a long too well. My kids think she is using me; in fact VERY EARLY one morning Daisy woke up to find that her face was shaven. My oldest kid Mortimer had snuck in and shaved her beard while she slept. I thought she looked pretty HOT like that! But Daisy was pissed. She picked up one of "our" toys and chased him around the abode, screaming at him in a different language.

My son grabbed one of my beloved HOs, my vixen ho and whacked Daisy in the mouth with it--knocking out her dental dam, OUCH! Now Daisy, being an ex-member of the WWE (her name back then was Macho Man), knows how to wrestle. So it became an ugly scene, Daisy put him in a headlock, then an ankle pick and he was on the ground! My ex-wife was also there, she had just arrived to pick up the kids. And she ended it by her quick thinking. Thankfully, she had her usual bottle of Bud in hand that she had been sipping on; she took it and whacked Daisy over the head! If it wasn't for that quick thinking, my poor kid might not have gotten away without some form of brain damage.

Needless to say, I am not allowed to bring Daisy to any more family gatherings. We've snuck her into a few social events, like my Mom's birthday at the old gnome home. We just dressed HER in guy's clothing; believe me she had no problem passing for a guy friend of mine--she's such a good actor. Works like a charm!

Okay, I hear them pulling up now. Have a great week-end.

Magical Friday the 13th

One of my favorite days is Friday the 13th!

My other gnome friends always have a special party to celebrate this date. Herbert is my best "gnome" friend, and works in entertainment as a stripper. You can find him at http://www.dwarfentertainment.com/booking.html .... ANYWAYS, he is also someone with a great collection of HO's that we pull out for our Friday the 13th celebration.

Ya know, it was originally known to be a day of feminine strength and power. We celebrate it all with our HO's and definitely appreciate the feminine strength and power, just ask my Daisy. So, instead of dreading it...it is another way to celebrate in the garden.

I did found out recently that the fear of Friday the 13th is called Paraskevidekatriaphobia. Some people stay inside all day. Studies have shown that about 10% of Americans are afraid of it, but they have no idea why. Many hospitals have no room 13, some tall buildings have no 13th floor and some airline terminals omit Gate 13. (whatever)

Friday the 13th becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy to some people who find the date stressful; it is reported more automobile accidents happen on Friday the 13th. So, if you know of someone with a "Friday the 13th issue", they can always call Russakow, Ryan and Johnson if they need a good attorney to help them out! ;-)

Happy Friday the 13th!

What is up on HUMP day?

Well, as I sit here observing the hustle and bustle of traffic outside of my 10th floor window, I realize something sad. For me, being of short stature, I encounter issues other people practicing law do not normally run into.

What do I mean? Well, imagine defending your 6'2 client and the judge calls you to the bench (this happens numerous times in court)...and you cannot reach to hear the judge, see the judge or hand any evidence to the judge. You are screwed, it is embarrassing everytime. And usually opposing counsel make a stupid comment or two. What other practicing "Law-gnomes" have this issue?

The chairs in court are too tall, I have to bring my portable step with me everytime I go, and then end up standing on my chair, so I can see over the table or confer with my client during proceedings. It also sucks if the chair has an opening between the back and the seat, talk about slipping through the cracks!!!

We won't even get into cross-examinations....I speak well, but my size does not intimidate!

Although, sympathy from the jury does work well for me and I play that one as often as possible.

So......where are other gnomes who work in law? Do you know any? Let me know, I think we need to start a group and maybe some reforms can happen, so it is not just a continuation of business as usual!

Feel free to contact me here or at ron@rrjlaw.com or ronwestwater@ymail.com

Here we go!

Welcome to my blog. I am excited to have a place to express myself, no matter what I want to express!

I am a law-gnome. Yeah...you heard right. A gnome who practices law and medicine. I am also a podiatrist (licensed in Hotta, Congo, Africa--people run around barefoot ALOT there--so many feet issues, lemme tell ya!!!). So, you could say I am a well-educated gnome. You would not have known that growing up.

My father was a cobbler; he didn't specialize in shoes for gnomes...although he should have, it is almost impossible to find shoes that fit, when you have a size 25 foot. Nothing is comfortable and so you always have blisters and now as I am older I have corns too. It sucks!

I am a personal injury attorney--Okay, Okay--I am licensed in Furkavnugen, Germany (It's where large tribes of gnomes live). Call me crazy! Cuz these people do a damn good job of making me f****ing nuts! So many delusional people walk into my office, pathologically having convinced themselves of their innocence or that something is really wrong with them, and YES...something is really wrong with them. At least I know my "issues", these people suffer from delusional thinking, although, there is the rare one who comes in and is really injured.

These people figure our justice system is so screwed up that eventually they will get off or at least walk away with a wheelbarrow full of cash. Anyways, thankfully, I am just a law clerk of sorts until I pass the bar here in Cal-i-for-NI-A.

I have one coming in this morning, he is a real case of stupidity. His girlfriend kicked him out of bed and supposedly he went to get up and she smacked him with a pillow, which knocked him off balance and into the corner of the nightstand. He is claiming he has permanent brain damage and has some fruit loop doctor to testify as his expert that he is truly injured. His girlfriend meanwhile is counter-suing....for emotional distress from worrying about his injury; it has caused her anxiety and to lose her job, because she could not focus. Um...yeah.

But these people come to RRJ for a reason....to give them a fighting chance to stay WIN!

I will write more later, I must prepare now for my first case.
Caio!